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kerimae
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A redeemed 🙏 and insatiably curious woman on the home front 🏡 Author and clinical herbalist in the PNW 🌲

Sourdough toasted pecan brown sugar cookies with cream cheese frosting. Because it's wet and cold outside. And sprinkles. Just one!

Question for my permaculture friends: is the black pieces left over in my wood stove what is meant by "biochar"? Is this look and texture the goal? And, if so, can I save these pieces over time to use in my garden?

#permaculture

#biochar

As a newbie, I don't feel as behind as I thought I was. But I'm assuming (incorrectly perhaps) that people are happy staying orange.

Christmas sprinkle sourdough cinnamon cookies today. One nice thing about having a large family is that I'll be lucky if I only get one.

A project I'm working on is to convert the tiny "dining room" this house offers into my pantry. That way I can take down cabinets and bust a huge window into my kitchen for more light and growing micros. Our long table is now in the "sun room" and so far it's working great. Who says you have to use rooms for what someone else said they needed to be?

Steeping goodies into milk for yogurt making: orange peel, lemon zest, lemongrass and lemon verbena. Strain before stirring your culture in and setting.

#grownostr

#herbalist

#foodstr

Replying to Avatar Luke

A lot of people don’t think us delivery drivers develop relationships with our customers, most think we are just professional “ring and run” or “ditch and runners”. Truly we try to get to know everyone on our routes… not just for the convenience of entering a name in for customer contacts, but also it’s just nice to know who we can share a joke with or who will possibly help us if we have an emergency on route… but we also develop work friendships with some. My route, although most despise it because of the size and how complicated it can be, was my first choice of routes to cover back when I was just a coverage driver. Three years ago I took it over as MY route. There has always been a golden Shepard that would follow the ups driver down the street for blocks if need be to get a milk bone. It’s because of her, Daisy, that I started carrying milk bones even when I was a cover driver and didn’t know what route I’d be on every day. Fast forward. After I got this route, Daisy and I became closer and so did her owners and I. Last Christmas, the gave me a bottle of black label Jameson because they said it was because Daisy ate so many milk bones. About 5 months ago management took a clump of neighborhoods off my route and sent me farther west. With Christmas peak season starting I finally got back my original work and with it Daisy and her family, unfortunately tonight I found out that Bob, her owner that gave me the bottle of Jameson passed away back in August… yes I may have only talked to him 2-10 minutes a day and maybe only 1 or 2 times a week, but after I got the news today… it was really hard to focus on the remaining 70 stops I had at the time… I got through it, because as management tells us every day we are professionals, but… Bob cheers to you… you are missed #deliverylife #cardboardwarriors

That's a beautiful tribute. I remember a UPS driver that got to know my kids real well when they were little. A decade later I ran into him in town and he totally remembered us all.

Found out the FDA pulled Optique, a wonderful homeopathic remedy for the eyes. Getting mad does nothing, contacting my govt officials does nothing. So instead I do two things:

1. Bake a cake and invite a friend over (community).

and

2. Double down on herbal healing protocols with plants I can grow here (action). Eyebright is a great one to learn about (Euphrasia officinalis).

Now I'm off to slice strawberries...